Wore my still pretty un-broken-in corset to Tim's award dinner, last night. Laced too tight and had to change out of it and into a sweater after a little over an hour. I bruised over my floating ribs. Horrible mistake. Today I'm sitting with it really loosely laced just to get back on my metaphorical horse and to slowly season it like I should've done in the first place. I'm sore on my lower ribs and I swear I can feel every bone in the corset. Seeing that this is my first corset and it's pretty strong, I should season it like this about five or six times. Perhaps by mid-May I'll be able to start cinching down, slowly. I have no real goal. I'm not really training my waist. I couldn't really care less if it takes a year to tie down to 24 inches or if I'm there in six months or if I never get there. This is for me. To feel pretty. To enjoy it. I refuse to hurt myself.
ps- I bruise like a grape, so I'm not really worried about my rib bruises tbh. I have a pair over my tailbone from leaning on a counter at work, so it's all a matter of perspective.
me atm, laced super loosely. All you see is the natural curve of the corset, not any reduction or anything. I ain't even bovvered.
Chinchilla out~